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Chapter 110 - 109: Catching Up with Qiao Zhicheng

Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Catching Up with Qiao Zhicheng

"Despicable! Shameless!"

Meng Yao, gritting her teeth, glared hatefully at Qin Tian, "Why should I answer that question for you, hmph!"

Qin Tian said, "Hey, even if you haven’t slept with a man, you’ve attended biology classes, right? Tell me, how is a pregnant woman created?"

"Of course, I know that, it’s because a man and a woman do that thing..."

At this point, Meng Yao’s face turned red, and her voice noticeably lowered, "Then, a sperm and an egg combine, forming an embryo..."

"You, you actually ask such a question—so despicable!" Meng Yao was infuriated, "Missy here doesn’t want to talk to you anymore, keep your distance!"

After saying that, Meng Yao strode forward, while Qin Tian followed, watching her long legs encased in jeans moving fluidly, which was refreshing.

After covering a few hundred meters, the marks left behind by Qiao Zhicheng and his companions were harder to detect. Meng Yao furrowed her brow and again used her trace identification to determine the direction Qiao Zhicheng and the others might have fled.

She compared several leaves, examining the dust on them closely, and said, "Judging from the footprints on these leaves, they either went straight ahead or left..."

"Left," Qin Tian said indifferently.

"What makes you say that?" Meng Yao asked.

Qin Tian pointed to his eyes with his finger.

"Eyes? How did you see it?" Meng Yao asked.

"There."

Qin Tian raised his hand and pointed toward a pile of rocks on a distant hill, saying, "They’re resting over there."

Following the direction of Qin Tian’s finger, Meng Yao looked and indeed saw five people sitting quietly among the rocks on a distant hillside; it was Qiao Zhicheng and his group!

Qiao Zhicheng perhaps thought they had completely shaken off Qin Tian, so they had slowed down and even begun to rest.

They had no idea that Qin Tian and Meng Yao were quietly approaching them.

...

"Finally safe. There’s a fortress three miles ahead, that’s the lair of the Gray Wolves. I’ve already messaged Gray Wolf; he knows we’re coming and has sent people to meet us," Qiao Zhicheng, sitting on the rock, stretched lazily, "This time it’s so pathetic, all thanks to Qin Tian. Once I’ve recovered a bit, I want him dead with nowhere to bury him!"

"Don’t worry, big brother, this kid won’t live long."

"Right, opposing Qingyun Society is asking for death!"

The henchmen began to reassure Qiao Zhicheng.

Qiao Zhicheng frowned slightly, a gust of mountain wind blew by, and he suddenly felt something was off.

He stood up, stood on the rocks, and looked into the distance.

"Why do I feel like someone is watching us..."

With his years of experience in the underworld, Qiao Zhicheng’s sense of danger was extremely acute.

"Hand me the binoculars."

Qiao Zhicheng took the binoculars from Hong Fusheng and looked around.

"Damn it! Those two clueless youngsters, they’ve followed us!"

With the help of the binoculars, Qiao Zhicheng suddenly saw the movements at the bottom of the hill—

Qin Tian and Meng Yao were now less than thirty meters away from them!

Upon hearing Qiao Zhicheng’s words, Hong Fusheng and the others all stood up together, instantly drawing their pistols.

Bang bang bang!

In the quiet forest, gunshots rang out as Qiao Zhicheng and Hong Fusheng, along with three others, charged in the direction from which Qin Tian and his companion had come, firing continuously.

For a moment, the woods were a storm of bullets.

Qin Tian and Meng Yao took cover behind a large tree, Meng Yao holding a gun, but she had no chance to fire it.

Hiding behind the tree, she tried several times to shoot, but as soon as she peeked out, the bullets from Qiao Zhicheng and his men forced her back.

"Give me the gun," Qin Tian said to Meng Yao sternly.

"This is my service weapon..."

Meng Yao wanted to say something, but when she saw the look in Qin Tian’s eyes, she stopped, unable to finish her sentence.

The look in Qin Tian’s eyes carried a lethal aura, starkly different from his usual playful demeanor!

Suddenly, Meng Yao was incredibly shocked. This side of Qin Tian, fierce and daunting—could it really exist?

She hesitated for a moment but eventually handed the gun over to Qin Tian.

Somehow, that look in Qin Tian’s eyes, so intensely compelling, was pressuring her; she even felt somewhat unable to meet his gaze directly.

"His accuracy at the Eastern Mall last time was incredibly precise; the gun would be more useful in his hands than in mine," she thought.

Recalling how Qin Tian had expertly shot one target after another at the mall, Meng Yao breathed a sigh of relief and felt slightly reassured.

Taking the gun, Qin Tian said, "Just hide here; once I’ve dealt with them, I’ll come back for you."

After speaking, Qin Tian suddenly somersaulted and dashed toward the hills.

At this point, the men from Qingyun Society, Qiao Zhicheng’s group, were already out of sight, retreating while firing.

"Brother, that guy is following us," Hong Fusheng said, spotting Qin Tian on the hillside.

Qiao Zhicheng gave a cold laugh and said, "Let him follow; we’ll slow down, hold him off. If we can just delay for about ten minutes until the Wild Wolves arrive, we’ll turn around and kill him. This guy is dead meat for sure!"

By now, Qiao Zhicheng wasn’t afraid of Qin Tian; although they couldn’t match his physical skills, it wasn’t about physical strength in the jungle—it was about shooting skills.

All of their shooting skills were decent. Together with the Wild Wolves, who were experts in jungle warfare from their time smuggling and killing at the border, he was confident they could handle Qin Tian.

With about a dozen men, all armed, and Qin Tian alone with only a Model 64 pistol and five bullets, the disparity was clear; Qin Tian would find it hard to survive!

"Humph, Qin Tian, you’re asking for it coming here—this is your graveyard!"

Qiao Zhicheng and his men formed a protective formation, walking backwards while shooting.

Without firing a single shot, Qin Tian quickly closed the distance—thirty meters! Twenty meters! Fifteen meters!

"Brother, this kid is fast; he’s catching up!" Hong Fusheng fired a shot and said.

Qiao Zhicheng smirked viciously and said, "Don’t panic; we’re five men with more bullets than him. Didn’t you see he hasn’t fired a shot? He has at most five bullets in his pistol. If a single bullet misses, he won’t be able to kill all five of us. Just wait until the Wild Wolves arrive; Qin Tian will be trapped like a turtle in a jar, with no escape!"

Bang!

Just then, a gunshot sounded.

Qin Tian had fired.

While sprinting at high speed, he raised his arm and fired a shot!

Thud!

Almost the moment Qiao Zhicheng hadn’t even reacted, one of his stout henchmen a meter to his left, fell to the ground!

Hiss!

Seeing this, Qiao Zhicheng and his men’s faces drastically changed!